I sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
I am a dance of light and darkness, a galaxy of shadow and stars
I am a dance of light and darkness, a galaxy of shadow and stars
Footsteps on the wooden floor; the scrape of a moved chair. Amalia's eyes don't raise to either noise, a flick of her ears the only sign she notices his approach. Staring at the wall behind him she waits for him to sit, pain and anger continuing to radiate off of her in waves.
No shit, flashes through her thoughts, dying before it hits her tongue. I'm not okay, the Shield's mind screams from beneath layer upon layer of bitter anger. She hasn't been fine for a very long time, but she's held the cracked and frayed edges together. Held them together for him, always.
Now she tries again.
"I'm fine, I just... I saw Remi. It was difficult. But I'll be fine." She'll be fine, because she has to. Because the time and place to fall apart is neither here nor now.
No shit, flashes through her thoughts, dying before it hits her tongue. I'm not okay, the Shield's mind screams from beneath layer upon layer of bitter anger. She hasn't been fine for a very long time, but she's held the cracked and frayed edges together. Held them together for him, always.
Now she tries again.
"I'm fine, I just... I saw Remi. It was difficult. But I'll be fine." She'll be fine, because she has to. Because the time and place to fall apart is neither here nor now.
Amalia
